I WAS ALLOWED to have anything I wanted. And what I wanted was 1-2 pounds of chocolate per day plus the most fatty, greasy foods in existence.
When I finally quit this was “the usual” for lunch. The guys at the diner all had my order memorized: 1.5 foot Philly steak, double meat, triple cheese, fried mushrooms, mayo, an extra-large side of inch-thick onion rings, a whole styrofoam cup full of molten cheddar cheese as a dip (by special request) and an entire 8” mini cheesecake or brownie. It's a delicious meal but not something to have every day.
My parents enabled my addiction and never said a word about obesity. They even tried to make up excuses after my heart gave out.
My parents enabled my addiction and never said a word about obesity."
Well, there's your issue. My daughter wasn't taken to fast food restaurants. I cooked healthy meals at home. If she wanted more than a few cookies, she was told she'd had enough. I didn't keep snack food out of the house and I didn't make it forbidden, but I was a responsible parent. If you tell a kid they can't have a candy bar, they'll go crazy to get one. By not taking my daughter to fast food restaurants growing up, she didn't know that she was missing anything. When she was about 6, she spotted a McDonalds one evening while we were in the car. I told her one of the few things that was barely nutritious was a vanilla milkshake. She was excited by the novelty of stopping, so she got a milk shake. It was made very clear to hear growing up that fast food was ridiculously unhealthy. She prefers burgers I make at home over anything she can get out. It's about responsible parenting and a basic understanding of psychology. You seem to have missed both my points.